Good morning sunshine, it's nice to see you out once in awhile.
It's twelve already, the city bus is gone you're late again.
But I give you a ride.
I know you don't like it when I tell you how to live.
But, something's gotta give.
So let it out, you've gotta move on before you lose all you love.
You'd have to start over again.
Maybe that's how you'll learn about life, love, and pain.
You say you're dry now, but to me it looks like rain.
And I don't want to see you get soaked all over again.
Dead man walking, you're stumbling down the street at half past three.
Sooner or later, you'll find the police and they'll find me.
Now I can understand you don't know who you are where you wanna go.
My patience is starting to show.
So pick it up, pack it all on, you better start soon or I'll be gone.
I'm not gonna wait.
Maybe that's how you'll learn about life, love, and pain.
You say you're dry now, but to me it looks like rain.
And I don't want to see you get soaked all over again.
Life, love, and pain.
Life, love, and pain.
Life, love, and pain.
Life, love, and pain.
Life, love, and pain.
Life, love, and pain.
Life, love, and pain.